Ghost Tracks? Donkey Lady Bridge?

Just stumbled upon this earlier today and thought it was interesting/enlightening/horrifying/etc.

You Know You're From San Antonio When...



You know exactly how to get to the "Ghost Tracks" from anywhere in town.

You think "pro-choice" means flour or corn tortillas.

You've never been to the Alamo. Oops - too late! Been there, done that...

You think a health drink is a Margarita without salt. It isn't? I love me some margs!

You think being able to read the Taco Cabana menu makes you bilingual. Well no, but it can't hurt - my spanish teachers always said "the more exposure to the language, the easier it gets!"

You used to live in a neighborhood you wouldn't even drive through now.

There has been a road crew on your street since before the Alamodome was built.

You've been to Midget Mansion. Midget what huh?!?

You know all about the "Dancing Diablo" and the "Donkey Lady" bridge.

Your subwoofer has twice the value of your car. Shoot me if this statement is ever applicable to anyone in the Atchison household!

You're an expert with the brake pedal, but you have no idea what a blinker is. I think this adequately describes the average Georgian as well...

You think the last supper was at Mi Tierra restaurant.

You have a "Selena Lives" bumper sticker on your car. I remember those from Houston circa 1990something!

A formal occasion is getting a glass with your longneck.

You believe Tacos, barbecue, tequilla, and beer are the four basic food groups.

Your White mother learned how to make Tamales & Menudo from your neighbors.

You know the "real" definition of FIESTA is "stay home if at all possible".

You have ordered Mexican food at a Chinese restaurant. Whoever wrote this is CLEARLY an idiot, because anyone born and raised in Texas should know that an action like this is a cardinal sin.

You had breakfast tacos at Taco Cabana on Christmas morning.